Meeting An Angel
the first time we met,it was awkward because we didn't
know what to say.
speechless as can be,we look at each other and smile
and say sorry.
I walk away without looking,she looks back and smile.
but as I walk away she made me smile.
but I wonder about her if I will ever see her again.
I wonder who was that girl I bumped into.
I wonder if she was just a angel that just appeared above
looking for her way back.
so I walk and walk,I see the angel I was thinking about
It was the girl I bumped into,she was playing her guitar.
I walk up to her and ask her,
your the girl I bumped into.I wonder what is your name.
she smiled and said angel.
huh really,yup she said.
she played beautifully,wow I smiled and said I have to get
going.
how about tomorrow.
she said ok,
I said ok,I will come to see you..
I smiled away..and she smiled back
and thats how I met angel
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